Government Pop

Intro, Intrude, trackers on our homephones. Smack dat back
We got the shacks we gotta cadilacs. We have the beat boys. Just
to show off to our audience. Life so great we got to slow it down
by running the white house like where tearing up an igloo. Hang
out in the cribs we 100 percent juice. Only talent better get it.
Like Shaq oneil as V.I.P. We got a thing and we can't stop M.I.B
with a top collar buttoned. Skin so thick you think we're
eskimos. Just couple American, Tryin to make a livin. With old
time guitar strolls with a beat that can rip ya socks off. Were
rappers and were rockin it. Bring it to the times when lifes all
good nobody hurt us yeah everyone will honor we in the hood

Chorus:
Government rock, Government, jump up to the clouds. Spread the
waves with your arms. Spread your love wit ya hearts
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Beatbox with politics. Were pumping out america with this Punk
block. Echoing of the top of the oval office. Let see it Hillary
dance till the votes come tumbling in. Bling bling rap so hard
where dancing on pots of gold get tangled in the silly putty. You
know whatta I mean ice so keen while the girls stay thin.
Spreading there white glow from their mouths and I love when they
show it to everyone around them. Someday wheaties box gotta sell
our records with the cereal the kids love to eat for breakfast.
They'll Call us the 3 with the platinum series. But between you
and me we all the same. Just different trades Our grillz shining
to the stars on stage.
This is the sound, this is the show. Gotta turn it up like the
volume on our sterio. Cheerion Cheerion, Bring it on.
With our political right. We vibe white house all night.
Mouth so dry slurring with the sting of our words.
Around we come again. There we roll again. Bringing the band in
the

Chorus
Government rock, jump up to the clouds. Spread the waves with
your arms. Spreed the love with ya hearts. Wax on wax off. With
karate man.
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We gotta a brand named band, don't know about us.
We no loser. Just a little closer. Making a way to train this
place to fame. Want my card yo. Got to drive to elderado. In a
mustang, baby. Thats right you heard me.

Can i hear an amen Yo its like nobody knows. What indwells in the
sounds we place on our miches. And the times we get the power. To
scramble the crowd singing louder. Everyone floating on there
toes. Like tap dancers. Don't make type error whe nyou report to
the news. Theres the president now break prancing switch om a
pirate ship. Aint no soul left out alone